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I am typing with a sick, pathetic three year old in my arms. Yesterday he was feverish, today he is croupy. I am getting very little done.

Jack turns 9 today. Festivities may have to be put on hold till the weekend. Sorry, Jack.

I read "Lay Siege to Heaven" by Louis de Wohl over the Christmas break from school. It is the story of St. Catherine of Siena. I wonder what things would be like now if we had someone like her fighting for the faith. Would I be a skeptic or would I believe?

Now I am reading "Little Britches: Father and I were Ranchers" by Ralph Moody. Anna had to read it for a literature course she is taking. I cannot recommend this book enough!

Knitting. Well, now. I finally finished my shawl I have been working on for over four months. I love how it turned out. Then I was secretly knitting a Star Wars hat for Anna. It was the first time I have tried Fair Isle knitting. I practiced knitting with the yarn held in the left hand on a dishcloth until I felt I could reasonably keep a decent tension, though when I added switching between the two methods on the actual hat, there were still some issues. The hat is loved by Anna regardless of its flaws. I have also started a sweater for Therese. This will be a slow knit, I can tell. It is one of those patterns that needs full concentration.

pre-blocking



pre-blocking

blocked

blocked and ready to wear!



the hat, in progress. Since it was a secret, I had to work early in the mornings.

All done, just in time for her to go see "The Force Awakens".

She loves it!


This is the back panel. This is pieced together at the end. I am a tad nervous how that whole process will go.



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  1. UnknownJanuary 6, 2016 at 1:11 PM

    Your shawl is really lovely!! And the hat looks great!! My kids would love a hat like that!! I love the color for your sweater...it looks like you are making great progress!!

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    1. JennyJanuary 7, 2016 at 7:56 AM

      Thanks for stopping by! The hat is a free Ravelry pattern!

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  2. CheyanneJanuary 6, 2016 at 1:53 PM

    Everything looks great! You're so talented! :)

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    1. JennyJanuary 7, 2016 at 7:56 AM

      Thanks for stopping by and for the compliments!

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  3. AnonymousJanuary 6, 2016 at 4:51 PM

    What a beautiful shawl, and that hat!! I have 3 sons here who would each love to have one of those (I can't believe that was your first attempt at fair isle!) I popped over from Ginny's Yarn Along, Happy New Year!
    Peace,
    ~Michelle

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    1. JennyJanuary 7, 2016 at 7:58 AM

      Thank you for popping over! It makes my day when someone takes the time to comment :)

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  4. BarbaraJanuary 7, 2016 at 8:46 AM

    I really like that shawl. I'll have to pop over to Ravelry to see what pattern it is. It looks a lot warmer than the one I'm working on.

    Cute Anna -- cute hat! And I love that pink yarn. Therese will look sweet in it.

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  5. CarolineJanuary 7, 2016 at 11:07 AM

    Gorgeous knitting! I really hope your little one is on the mend today. xx

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  6. ElizabethJanuary 10, 2016 at 11:36 AM

    Great projects! I lost the whole of December to a toddler with bronchiolitis, I feel you x

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  7. Billie JoJanuary 12, 2016 at 7:11 AM

    Hello! Visiting from Jamie Jo's... So glad I stopped by! You have a lovely family and and lovely space here. Have a cozy day!

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